Gou Zai Gaowu Shijie Cheng Shen

Chapter 17 Level 3 War Alert!

By the time Xu Feng picked Xiao Dan up and took her home, it was already nine o'clock at night.

Before leaving, Xu Feng reminded Liu Yu that the situation might have changed recently, and told her to be careful and not to go out unnecessarily.

Liu Yu laughed and said that Xu Feng was overthinking things.

Seeing this, Xu Feng said no more.

The first thing I did when I got home was to check the tunnel.

Xu Feng breathed a sigh of relief upon discovering that the backup exit had not been discovered and that all the valuables in the tunnel were still there.

After telling Xiao Dan to take a bath and get ready for bed, Xu Feng washed up and began his cultivation.

The training content remained the same: throwing knives, the White Wolf Knife Technique, and the Nine Star Body Refining Technique.

However, this time, the "Thought" spiritual secret technique was added.

"bass--"

In the backyard, Xu Feng drew out his C-grade alloy weapon, the Flowing Wind Blade, and examined it closely.

High-grade alloy weapons are said to contain a rare material called "Kunlun".

This special metal was discovered by early human pioneers in the sinkhole world.

Because it was discovered in the Kunlun Mountains of a certain dimensional realm, people call this special alloy "Kunlun Alloy".

Upon first handling, this battle sword felt about the same weight as the old sword Xu Feng had previously carried.

However, according to official data, the sharpness, durability, and toughness of this knife far exceed those of Earth's alloy weapons.

Of course, C-grade alloy weapons are the lowest-level entry-level weapons, so they are the cheapest.

Further up, there are B-grade alloy weapons, A-grade alloy weapons, and even the extremely rare and valuable S-grade alloy weapons.

But those things are worth tens of millions.

He was too far removed from the Xu Feng of today, so he didn't dwell on it.

"Swish!"

After brandishing his sword twice, Xu Feng nodded slightly and immersed himself in training.

He wanted to squeeze out every last drop of the medicinal power from the Qi and Blood medicine.

Xu Feng cultivated until around midnight before finally walking into the house, drenched in sweat.

After taking a shower, Xu Feng carefully lay down on the bed and began practicing "The Power of Thought".

The practice of spiritual magic is more similar to meditation.

Therefore, normally, the progress of cultivation is almost imperceptible; only qualitative changes will attract people's attention.

But that's the normal way to put it; Xu Feng is not normal.

【Thoughts - Beginner (5/50)】

As the words in front of him gradually disappeared, Xu Feng checked his Qi and Blood values.

[Qi and Blood: 194cc]

"Sigh, my aptitude is limited. It seems that one dose of medicine can only increase my health by 9 points."

However, Xu Feng was not discouraged; he had a clear understanding of himself.

After expressing his feelings, he closed his eyes and went to meditate.

Day three.

Sending my daughter to school, taking my medicine, practicing meditation, and sleeping.

The longer time went on, the more nervous Xu Feng became.

As the crisis loomed, this forty-year-old man had never experienced any attacks or wars before.

He was naturally very nervous.

Moreover, Xu Feng was always very clear about his own abilities, so he never dreamed of becoming a hero or getting rich overnight.

Reality is always real and cruel.

Before going to sleep, Xu Feng glanced at the panel again and felt slightly more at ease.

[Qi and Blood: 202cc]

"According to the standards of the Earth Martial Arts Alliance, the lowest level of a quasi-martial artist has a blood and qi standard of 200c."

The true threshold for a warrior-level martial artist is 250c, which means I'm now a prospective martial artist qualified to join the Martial Arts University's reserve force.

He lay on the bed with a sigh on his face, gently clenching his fist.

It feels so good to have your destiny in your own hands and to gradually become stronger.

He accomplished something the original owner had never done, nor even imagined. A quasi-martial artist's minimum standard strength is 900kg of punching power, and their speed can even reach about 20 meters per second.

What incredible power this is! In my previous life, this would probably have been considered superhuman.

"But in this world, I am still just at the bottom, with nothing to be proud of."

Xu Feng silently reminded himself to suppress his excitement.

"Sleep now, we'll continue training tomorrow morning!"

however.

Before Xu Feng could fall into a deep sleep, a huge roar and tremor suddenly sounded from the northeast.

Immediately, the entire shed trembled slightly.

"woo woo woo woo--"

"woo woo woo woo--"

A siren, sounding like an air raid alarm, rang through the night sky.

"Shh!"

Xu Feng rolled over, threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, and rushed to the window, his face changing drastically: "Level 3 war alert! How could this be?!"

Through the window, several helicopters and fighter jets could be seen hovering in the sky in the direction of the base.

at the same time.

A sharp cry of an eagle rang out from the sky.

What followed was an unbearable, ear-piercing bang and terrifying sound waves.

"Crack!"

Countless panes of glass shattered instantly by the eagle's cry.

Xu Feng, who was peering out the window, suddenly widened his eyes and witnessed a scene he would never forget.

A gigantic black shadow, its size unknown but large enough to blot out the sky, swooped down from the heavens.

The fighter jets flying in mid-air suddenly exploded like fireworks.

Immediately, a blindingly bright white light burst forth from the base, piercing half of the giant eagle's wing.

Then came the deafening roars of beasts, one after another, and the explosions of countless machine gun bullets shook the entire sky.

The night seemed to burst into flames in an instant!
Xu Feng took a deep breath and suddenly came to his senses: "What was I spacing out about?"

"Xiao Dan!!!"

He suddenly turned around and pushed the bed aside.

He then abruptly opened the makeshift alloy entrance to the underground passage.

"Quick, get inside!!"

Xiao Dan sat up abruptly in bed and grabbed her clothes.

As if he had practiced countless times, he jumped off the bed and disappeared into the tunnel.

Then, Xu Feng turned his head to look at the crimson sky outside the window, grabbed the battle sword leaning against the headboard, and pulled the bed back to its original position.

After doing all that, he grabbed a bottle of powder from the bedside table drawer, haphazardly sprinkled it under the bed, and then sprinkled it around the room.

Then, Xu Feng suddenly scrambled down and crawled under the bed, leaping into the tunnel and slamming the door shut.

"Shh!"

As soon as he entered the tunnel, Xu Feng turned on the cold light he had prepared in advance.

Seeing the tension on Xiaodan's face, he pulled his daughter into his arms and whispered to comfort her, "Don't be afraid."

"Yes, I'm not afraid with Dad," Xiao Dan nodded firmly, then quickly added, "Dad, let's check the security footage?"

"it is good."

Xu Feng turned and crawled into a temporary empty room that had been dug out of the tunnel.

This place contains enough food and clean water for the father and daughter to eat for half a month.

There was also a simple second-hand monitoring system, a power bank that had been used many times, and an old drone that he had repaired.

"drop--"

Upon turning on the monitor, Xu Feng's expression changed slightly.

On the rooftops across the street from the gate, dozens of figures flashed by, roaring as they raced toward the base.

Suddenly, two of the figures stopped on the roof and looked at the house where Xu Feng and the others were.

(End of this chapter)